Long read but if you wish to know a little more about me than go for it.
Two nights ago at about 2030 my wife and I were getting our son ready for bed. Our son Aaron, is two and a half. He is a typical little boy who likes horse play, sports, trains, trucks, getting dirty, etc. While he was bouncing around he fell and dislocated his elbow right out of socket. Now it's go time for Vicky and I. Time to be parents and everything else around us stops. It's about a 15 minute drive to the hospital which I could have made in 10 or 12 but we couldnt put him in the car seat with the arm straps so she held him in the back seat. Waiting in the hospital to be seen felt like an eternity that night. I honestly don't know how long it was before we were seen. It could have been 10 minutes or 2 hours, either way felt like too long when you have to comfort a two year old who doesnt know why he is in so much pain. The only thing he knows is that Daddy can't make it stop.
Now it is time to get x-rays taken and for those of you whom have never had them it isnt so bad unless you have a dislocation because they have to position your arm a certain way in order to get the x-ray shot they need to diagnose. The tech is like an overpaid class photographer who keeps telling you to move a little this way but shift your body the other way and so on. The doctors figure out what is wrong almost immediatley because it is obvious and they inform us that we will have to hold him while they relocate it. My wife just can't do it . She can't even stand the thought of having him in her arms while he endures this awful pain so it is now time to fulfill my fatherly obligation. First try was not successfull. Not at all. The cries he let out were so bad I just wanted to die. He kept saying "Make it stop Daddy please" but I could not help him, not this time. Second try was also a failure and then on the third it went back in. My little boy held on to me so tight after the crying had stopped and he just didnt want to move. That moment is when time stood still for the first time in my life. That specific moment with my son.
In the grand scale of things his injury was next to nothing. Children are born with disabilities, come down with cancer and other disease, etc. I see kids in foreign countries born into war with little chance of happiness in their childhood and I realized how fortunate my family really is. Starting Friday I am going to go to the Childrens Hospital in Hartford and donate my time. I spoke with a representative and they said no problem. I figure a few times a month is nothing to me and I can read to some of these kids or watch movies and just hang out to let them know someone cares. Make fun of me if you want but I feel like I have to. I feel like I have been blessed with so much and I have to give at least something back. Someday you will have children if you don't already and you might see where I am coming from.
Thanks for reading. Maybe you can share some of your hardest moments that changed the way you see things. @ Mods- This didnt feel like DST so I posted in here but if you move it I won't mind.
Two nights ago at about 2030 my wife and I were getting our son ready for bed. Our son Aaron, is two and a half. He is a typical little boy who likes horse play, sports, trains, trucks, getting dirty, etc. While he was bouncing around he fell and dislocated his elbow right out of socket. Now it's go time for Vicky and I. Time to be parents and everything else around us stops. It's about a 15 minute drive to the hospital which I could have made in 10 or 12 but we couldnt put him in the car seat with the arm straps so she held him in the back seat. Waiting in the hospital to be seen felt like an eternity that night. I honestly don't know how long it was before we were seen. It could have been 10 minutes or 2 hours, either way felt like too long when you have to comfort a two year old who doesnt know why he is in so much pain. The only thing he knows is that Daddy can't make it stop.
Now it is time to get x-rays taken and for those of you whom have never had them it isnt so bad unless you have a dislocation because they have to position your arm a certain way in order to get the x-ray shot they need to diagnose. The tech is like an overpaid class photographer who keeps telling you to move a little this way but shift your body the other way and so on. The doctors figure out what is wrong almost immediatley because it is obvious and they inform us that we will have to hold him while they relocate it. My wife just can't do it . She can't even stand the thought of having him in her arms while he endures this awful pain so it is now time to fulfill my fatherly obligation. First try was not successfull. Not at all. The cries he let out were so bad I just wanted to die. He kept saying "Make it stop Daddy please" but I could not help him, not this time. Second try was also a failure and then on the third it went back in. My little boy held on to me so tight after the crying had stopped and he just didnt want to move. That moment is when time stood still for the first time in my life. That specific moment with my son.
In the grand scale of things his injury was next to nothing. Children are born with disabilities, come down with cancer and other disease, etc. I see kids in foreign countries born into war with little chance of happiness in their childhood and I realized how fortunate my family really is. Starting Friday I am going to go to the Childrens Hospital in Hartford and donate my time. I spoke with a representative and they said no problem. I figure a few times a month is nothing to me and I can read to some of these kids or watch movies and just hang out to let them know someone cares. Make fun of me if you want but I feel like I have to. I feel like I have been blessed with so much and I have to give at least something back. Someday you will have children if you don't already and you might see where I am coming from.
Thanks for reading. Maybe you can share some of your hardest moments that changed the way you see things. @ Mods- This didnt feel like DST so I posted in here but if you move it I won't mind.
Malloy must go
